The Woodlands Biotch

so there’s this fat-ba$tard type at the office. who, sadly, is pseudo-in-charge. and today the girl up front called me to ask me a very peculiar question about him. she said, “he’s in his office snoring, should i go wake him up?”
i $hit you not.
i of course called the boss, brown-nosing-a$$-kisser-tattle-tale that i am. the [...]

i think i mentioned how i had decided to go and buy the entire series of sex and the city after seeing the film. so i did. and i thought i got a great bargain on it, seeing as how i bought it from a classified ad listing on sell.com. i mean, come on; a [...]

years ago, i went to the circus for the first time. i was already too old for it, having roamed the earth for nearly 18 years. but it was a date, a real, honest-to-goodness date, without parental-unit supervision, so i went. i believe it was the shriner’s circus. i don’t remember much about it, other [...]

my anniversary came and went at the office without any fan-fare. i had anticipated this very possibility, seeing as how i’d previously learned that someone very undeserving had recieved a raise for no apparent reason other than because they whined about how broke they were all the freakin’ time. in anticipation of this, i’d sent [...]

some call it an obsession, some call it an addicition, some call it a way to get out of bed in the morning and some call it a reward for all their hard work. all i can say is, thank the coffee gods in seattle for sparing all The Woodlands Starbucks in the announced cut-backs. When [...]